Transcending the Nine Heavens

Junxiao Bamboo's face was heavy and heavy for a while. “Which old man is dying? ”

Weizi was strange, seemed a little confused, and a little confused. Hearing the question, he didn't answer it. Instead, he asked seriously: “Xie Bamboo, do you say... are there any brothers in the world who live and die together? ”

Junxi Zhuzhu thought about it. "You can't say no, there is something in the legend. But in reality, I've never seen it. ”

The prince nodded and said silently: "But I've seen it. ”

He sighed: “There really is! ”

Humanity is the most despicable thing. Weiko never believed in feelings, especially when he encountered so-called brotherhood between life and death, beating them to the bottom of the mountain and offering a condition that only two people could live.

At that time, watching the two men who killed each other, Wei Zi watched this ugly human nature and played with the so-called affection. Unmerciless whipping and ridicule of their so-called friendship; finally killing people...

He has done this more than once, and no one has ever had the courage to trade his life for the lives of his brothers in the face of Uchi.

Because they all believed that a man like Uchi would never have sympathy, let alone let two heroes walk together.

But just a day ago, Chuyang used his own flesh knife to stop Dong from getting hurt! Dong is unharmed and attacked himself for Chuyang's sake!

Did Dong really not know that he could crush him with one finger? He must know! But... why?

This thing subverts the kind of 'despicable human nature' in the mind of Mr. Wei, the whole world can kill! ’Mindfulness.

Junxiaobamboo did not answer, just grunted, "Who hurt you? ”

“Don't ask about it.” Weizi said faintly: "It's not as serious as you think. ”

Junxie Bamboo nodded, "You can count it.” She knows that Wei Zi can't ask anyone if he doesn't want to. Asking is also unjust.

In the talking room, Foothill and Mo also walked in.

Mo lightly danced in red, crisp and cute, just beginning to grow the girl's delicate body, like a pavilion jade standing orchid, about to drum out the flower pot of youth; the little face was bright, the silk on her head slipped smoothly, a delicate butterfly made of cloud steel spread its wings on her head.

Black and white eyes, long eyelashes like dreams, look naive with wisdom, pointed small chin, with a hint of stubbornness...

“Where is Brother Chuyang? Is he in this mountain?” Don't dance very eagerly to mumble, ask; look at the foothills of King's foothills, a pitiful divine colour.

“Chuyang?” Weiko's subconscious remark: “I just had a fight with him...”

“Ah?” She whispered, anxiously. "Is he hurt? ”

"What does it matter if he doesn't get hurt? Why don't you beat him up? ”

“No!” Mo dazzled his eyes and raised his mouth. "Why did you hit me, Brother Chuyang? ”

“Ugh?...” Uiko scratched his head and looked at the foothills of King: “Where did this girl come from? You brought a little girl to teach me a lesson? ”

Foothill couldn't help laughing. "He is King Chu Yan's precious heart. You can say anything in front of anyone, only in front of her. ”

“Did you really hit him?” Don't stare at Uiko, his eyes are a little red: “Did you hurt him? ”

Waiko immediately surrendered with his hands raised with a clear look: “I didn't hit him; instead, he hit me! Look at me. Look at me. How pathetic...”

Weiko stretched out his arm to show this little Lori the wound on his hand and fight for sympathy.

He knew that since Junxiaobamboo had brought her here, she was not an outsider, so he pretended to amuse the children.

Don't dance heavily relieve yourself. “Of course you can't hit him, but..." She turned her eyes and said, “I can't care if he hits you...”

As she jumped to the foot of King, she held her arm and swayed gently: "Ah Lu, let me use your mirror...”

The prince is full of black lines.

I can't hit him. Should he hit me? There are these theories in the world...

At this point, there was a report: "The throne, the throne, representatives of the extended family came to see us. ”

Junxiaobamboo thought about it and said: "Xiaowei, go and receive it. Just say a few words and let them go. ”

The prince nodded and ran away. He was a little scared of this little Lori who suddenly arrived. Turns out, there are really people in this world who can be more unreasonable than me, and she's a little girl...

Shortly afterwards, the men of all the great families left; and Wei did not return, and did not know where he had gone.

“Can the throne be? Mo's family, Mo Tianyun, Mo Tianyun, come to see me!” It's Mo Tianjin's voice that sounds so airy out there.

Don't tremble lightly and look pale.

Brother, do you really want to redeem me so I can marry that bad guy?

Another misunderstanding; Mo Tianju came to redeem Mo Tianju, but never to send her to her dreams.

Mo Tiantian knew about Mo Light Dance, then made a big scene with the family, then proposed to take care of her little sister where she was, but the elder did not want to reprimand her. At this moment, there is already a determination to take Mo Light Dance away from high flying...

Junxiao Bamboo looked at the dance with pity. "You two, sit behind the screen.” Foothill promised and walked away with a light dance.

The two of them just sat down and heard the sound of the monarch outside: "Let them in! ”

Shaohectares, in footsteps, the voices of the two said together: "See the throne. ”

"Did you bring the silver?" he snorted. ”

Mo Tianjin asked, “Is my little sister safe? ”

Junxie Bamboo coldly said: "Can't you trust the credibility of Dark Bamboo? ”

Mo Tianjie said gently: “The name of the dark bamboo shocks the world, I can trust it naturally. It's just that this kidnapping is too fantastic. I dare ask you, why is this happening? ”

Junxie Bamboo Cold Sen said: "Mo Tianjie, I want silver, not your bullshit! If there's any silver, take it out. If there's no silver, get out! Don't mess with your mouth in front of this house! ”

Mo Tianjin silenced, "In that case, the silver ticket is here.” Mo Tianyun gave him the silver book and took it out with him.

Mo Tianyun's heart grew more jealous; he was always complacent that he was no better than Mo Tianjin, or even too much. But in the face of Junxie Bamboo today, there is no room to talk, even to question; but I am deterred by Junxie Bamboo fame and power, I cannot speak out. I'm afraid my voice will tremble as soon as I make a sound...

He did not know that Mo Tianqi faced the pressure deliberately released by such people as Junxie Bamboo, but he remembered to hang his little sister in his heart, and added an outrage, so that he could not move his voice, but appeared calm and natural.

“Golden Hand!” Junxiaobamboo shouted cold.

“Subordinates in!” A man brushes in the books.

“Wrong flower, you test the silver ticket.” Junxie Bamboo faintly said: “Look at the errors. ”

Mo Tianmachi frowned. Junxi Bamboo wants to make trouble? Are you kidding me? Who dares give you fake silver tickets under the sky? Mistakes in front of you? I don't want to die...

Dotted Golden Hand Wrong is a skinny middle-aged man with dry and stable hands. Taking 60 million taels of silver, he nodded a little spit with his finger, counting each one in front of Mo Tianjin.

Mo Tianqiang stared at him and counted the silver tickets. He raised them in his heart.

“... this is not right. Queen's throne." The Golden Hand is wrong. "Sixty million taels of silver? This is clearly 20 million taels of silver ticket with 40 blank sheets of paper, this... this is too much, who did this..."

“Forty blank sheets?” Junxiao Bamboo's face is heavy: “Really? ”

“Wait a minute!” Mo Tianqiang shouted, he had counted it before he came, 60 million taels is a lot, how did he get here and turn into blank paper? Sure, that guy did it, but... how did he do it so slowly? I can't believe I didn't see it!

“Can I see it?” Mo asked.

The golden hand nodded incorrectly. He nodded stunningly. "Sure. ”

Hand back the silver ticket.

As soon as Mo Tianjin picked up, his mind suddenly felt heavy: his hands felt different. Slightly flipped over and saw all the white flowers inside were blank paper... without losing my mind.

“What's going on?” Junxiaobamboo frowned and asked.

Mo Tianyun was furious: “What does that mean? Your Majesty, there are thieves, and blackmail is not blackmail!” He is in no hurry. He is now a poor man with no name. Without the end of the game, his money won't come out... If he is truly blackmailed by Junxie Bamboo, he will really lose his adult...

Junxiao Zhufeng glanced at him with a glance. "Blackmail you... so what?! ”

Mo Tianqiao looked in cold eyes and saw that Junxi Bamboo's clear eyes had begun to brag. He couldn't help but notice that the other party's 40 million taels were blackmailed; he hurried: “I think it must have been the negligence of my little brother, heh, I remember that there was some blank paper in my arms, I think I must have mixed it up. Forgive me, Your Majesty; I will make up for this silver. ”

Junxie Bamboo looked at Mo Tianjin for a long time and smiled slightly: “Really?” I couldn't help but say that this Mo Tian Machine really deserves the name of a ghost. I actually saw through that I was just trying to fix them, not really asking for the 40 million taels of silver ticket...

But when Mo Tianqiang took out the silver ticket, he laughed: "This time, I'll give you one at a time. You can't count it wrong. ”

Junxie Bamboo smiled. “Just take it. ”

Mo Tianyun finally reassured, “Please, please come out my little sister. The Queen's affairs are busy, I won't bother you. Thank you for taking care of your little sister. ”

Mo Tianqiao turned in the silver, Mo Tianyun naturally came out to be a good person.

Junxi Bamboo frowned. “What? Mo Tianyun, are you right? When did this seat say you could take someone away with you if you paid them? ”

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< Second more! Aunt Guan is too intense. I'm like a needle felt. It's been a whole day. Sometimes it's just tight when I feel cool under my butt... Good brothers, good sisters! Give me your monthly tickets and make me feel a little safer... please... > (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote on recommendations, monthly tickets (qidian.com), and your support is my biggest motivation.)